He raised an eyebrow, surprised that these Green Gang thugs were so quick to react, bringing the chaos under control in the blink of an eye. He had truly underestimated these guys.

However, he was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Just as he squatted down with the others, he flipped his hand and a Colt pistol appeared in his grasp.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to fire, several figures emerged from behind the agents. It was Zuo Gang leading several action team members to meet Zhou Hao.

They had been guarding this intersection, waiting for Zhou Hao to appear. But when the explosion rang out, several agents jumped out and immediately blocked the intersection, trapping Zhou Hao inside.

Without hesitation, Zuo Gang immediately ordered the operation, and with his Colt pistol equipped with a silencer, he launched a surprise attack from behind the agents.

The intelligence team members were all very accurate marksmen; launching an attack at such close range was simply impossible to win!

"Puff, puff, puff..."

With each muffled thud, the agents blocking the crowd were caught off guard. Several agents, including Fan He, were beaten until they trembled all over, blood blooming on their bodies, and they fell to the ground.

"Walk!"

At Zuo Gang's command, Zhou Hao stood up and quickly left with the others.

By the time the surrounding agents sensed something was wrong and gathered around, Zuo Gang and his men had already vanished without a trace.

When Li Zhiqun and Wu Shicai led their men into the coffee shop lobby, their faces turned extremely grim upon seeing the scene before them.

The scene was chaotic, with tables and chairs in disarray, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and wood chips and glass fragments scattered all around. By this time, the agents under his command had already cleared out Sun Xiangde and the others.

An agent stepped forward and reported, "Chief, four of our brothers have died. The others are still breathing, but they are bleeding from their mouths and noses and are seriously injured. We still don't know what happened or how the bomb got into the coffee shop!"

Li Zhiqun's face was terribly gloomy. He had originally hoped to crack a big case this time, catch Bat, the deepest-hidden agent of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics in Shanghai, and show off his face in front of Chief Tsuchihara. But he never expected that it would end like this.

"How is Sun Xiangde?" Li Zhiqun asked anxiously.

"He's still breathing, but he's unconscious."

The five action team members in the hall were sitting not far from Sun Xiangde, preparing to capture the bat who came to make contact. When the explosion occurred, one of them was seriously injured, while the other four team members were killed on the spot.

Because Sun Xiangde reacted quickly and moved to a distance, he and the other two customers in the lobby were also far from the explosion point. They were all seriously injured and unconscious.

Li Zhiqun walked a few steps to Sun Xiangde, bent down and looked at him. He saw that Sun Xiangde's face was covered in blood, his body was covered in wood chips, and his right calf was also blown to pieces. He was obviously seriously injured and looked extremely miserable.

"Brother Xiangde, I'm so sorry!"

At this moment, the secret agents brought the coffee shop owner and waiters from the back room.

The group of people were terrified, their faces pale, and they came to Li Zhiqun trembling as they stood there, completely at a loss.

"Do you know how the explosion happened?" Li Zhiqun stood up, staring fiercely at the crowd, and asked in a cold voice.

The staff at several cafes shook their heads repeatedly. One of the bolder waiters answered tremblingly, "We really don't know what happened. It just turned out like this in the blink of an eye."

Wu Shicai grabbed the waiter by the collar and cursed, "You don't know how this bomb got in, did you plant it? Once I take you back, you won't be able to keep quiet, you bastards!"

His words terrified them, and they quickly began to offer their own explanations.

"Shut up, all of you!" Li Zhiqun waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the crowd's explanations. He looked around, then quickly walked to the innermost part of the hall, stamped his foot, and said, "Nothing was left here. The damage is the worst. The explosion point should be here."

After saying that, he turned to the staff and asked, "Was there anyone or anything here when the explosion happened?"

Under duress, a waiter stammered, "There was a customer here. He went to the restroom before the explosion, and we don't know where he is now!"

Li Zhiqun snorted coldly. He counted the corpses and wounded present and suddenly said, "There is indeed one person missing from the hall. There should also be a man in a suit!"

After saying that, his expression changed. He had an excellent memory and clearly remembered that the man in the suit was carrying a leather suitcase. It seemed that the problem lay there.

At this moment, a secret agent ran in and reported urgently, "Director, Captain, several of our team members who were responsible for the encirclement at the West Street intersection have been shot dead. The murderer has escaped and we haven't caught him."